The Nineteenth Century And After

William Butler Yeats

THOUGH the great song return no more
There's keen delight in what we have:
The rattle of pebbles on the shore
Under the receding wave.

Next 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : The Old Age Of Queen Maeve
• William Butler Yeats : The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
• William Butler Yeats : The Old Stone Cross
• William Butler Yeats : The O'rahilly
• William Butler Yeats : The Peacock
• William Butler Yeats : The People
• William Butler Yeats : The Phases Of The Moon
• William Butler Yeats : The Pilgrim
• William Butler Yeats : The Pity Of Love
• William Butler Yeats : The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves

Previous 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : The New Faces
• William Butler Yeats : The Municipal Gallery Revisited
• William Butler Yeats : The Mountain Tomb
• William Butler Yeats : The Mother Of God
• William Butler Yeats : The Moods
• William Butler Yeats : The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman
• William Butler Yeats : The Mask
• William Butler Yeats : The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland
• William Butler Yeats : The Man And The Echo
• William Butler Yeats : The Magi